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Per Ardua Ad Astra
Be afraid, be very afraid.
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Yes. I'd be hopping, skipping and jumping up your drive with it.
You'd have to climb over the electrified gates to the drive.
Oh and I forgot to add, the wife is stood behind the gates - your move! :twisted:
If you fancy your chances - crack on, bigger men have tried - and failed!!! :shock:
Right, that's my uniform ironed and my boots polished for tea and biscuits with the boss tomorrow, minus the tea and biscuits.
I got grassed up for watching a DVD in the station on my unpaid meal break - totally petty, god help the grass by the time I've finished with him. Who needs enemies with work colleagues like that! :evil:
FFS!!! :evil:
You surely won't get a disciplinary for it?
I hope you let all 4 tyres down on the colleagues car, smear dog s**t over the car door handles and place a condom over their exhaust.
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